Chapter 28 Almost, Why is it always almost As soon as Li Xunhuan entered the formation, he was surprised to find himself in a small white jade square. The sky was within reach, and clouds and mist were lingering outside the white jade railings. It looks like a fairy-like place, not like a fighting arena, but more like the entrance to a fairy palace. The formation is really amazing. Xin Ruyin, the quality of dragon's roar? He, Li Xunhuan, will definitely help out. However, the Ascension Conference is more important at the moment. It’s hard to say about the first place, but we must get the top ten. The first one is this first game.
It is common sense for cultivators to keep their eyes and ears open. As soon as he entered the formation, the top-grade magic weapon, the Frost Fox Hairpin, was already on standby in secret. What made him feel strange was that there seemed to be something wrong with the other party. The other party's message flashed through my mind. Cao Jun, Qi training level nine. The other party had a baby face. After entering the formation, he did not take precautions immediately, but, "Wow, this formation is really good." As he said this, he actually touched the barrier with his hand. The next second, the opponent flew back at a faster speed and turned three times on the ground. The square was not big, and when the opponent was flying backwards, Li Xunhuan kindly made way. In the meantime, he was sharp-eyed and saw the words "Feng Family" on the other party's lining. One of the three major Jindan families in Huangfeng Valley, the Feng family? Cao Jun? Fengjun? The other party is 16 years old and has reached the ninth level of Qi training. He is very likely a direct descendant of the Feng family. If I'm not mistaken, the consul disciple is ready to intervene at any time. bad boy? Then give him a good lesson. "It hurts. The formation is completely different from the one at home." "Little brother, this is a second-level formation. I just said that you can only get out if one person surrenders or dies." "Hehe. It's about the same." Cao Jun finally remembered that he was here for a duel, so he stood up, saluted, and addressed him politely. "Cao Jun, fellow Taoist, please teach me."
"Li Xun Huan." The next moment, a top-grade magic weapon, the Small Brain Axe, appeared in the opponent's hand, and he controlled it to fly straight in front of him. Li Xunhuan held a folding fan in his hand and walked towards the other party like an ordinary person. The magical weapons crossed in the air, and he came to the opponent's side and was turning around to take the next move, but the opponent was still adjusting his magical weapons. Li Xunhuan resisted the urge to hit him. After landing, he turned the folding fan around. I'm really afraid of killing him with a fan. The colored pen could not recognize itself, so Cao Jun continued to control the magic weapon, first hitting him across the waist, but it was almost there. I swept my feet again, but it was still a little short. Unconsciously, "Almost?" He raised his eyes and lost sight of Li Xunhuan. Feeling a breath coming from behind him, he held his breath, turned over, and then chopped down with the magic weapon vertically. Li Xunhuan placed his left hand on his waist and held a folding fan in his right hand. Facing the vertical chop, turn sideways. Facing the sweep, one leg is raised. When facing a straight stab, don't dodge or evade. Precise and elegant! The next second, he accurately pointed his folding fan at the opponent's axe handle. While the opponent was stiff, he used the Wind God Kick to get close to him. In the process, the folding fan rotated 720 degrees and pushed forward with one hand. Cao Jun could only resist with a small axe. He gritted his teeth, retreated suddenly to gain some space, and slashed sideways. Li Xunhuan naturally took a half step back out of respect. Cao Jun looked at the small axe, doubting his life, and exclaimed, “Why is it always a little short?” Seeing this, Li Xunhuan knew that this fight was about to end. Cultivating immortals is about human relationships and worldly wisdom, and he gave the other party enough face by eliminating him in this way. It's just right to give the other person a small gift to broaden their horizons. Cultivating immortality is not that easy. [Ordinary item, nameless axe technique] Li Xun Huan used his folding fan and mortal axe technique, pressing forward step by step. "It must be when I was practicing, I was always almost there, so the critical moment was always a little short." From a high vantage point, even the axe techniques of ordinary people seemed extraordinary.
Cao Jun could only hold the magic weapon and try his best to maintain it, but in the end the magic weapon was swept away. Just when Li Xun Huan was about to point his folding fan at the opponent, the formation was broken and the voice of the disciples of the Huangfeng Valley sect came over. "Li Xunhuan wins and advances to the next round." Li Xunhuan finished his work smoothly, thanked his law enforcement disciples, and then flew away, waiting for the next scene to come. At the same time, I thought that he had guessed right. If it were a casual cultivator, which sect disciple would help call a halt and prevent casualties? On the other hand, the middle-aged Confucian scholar has forgiven Li Xunhuan and does not intend to report him for apostasy. He is not noble, and there are two reasons for this. The Ascension Conference is very cruel. Even if you are at the twelfth level of Qi training, it is possible to encounter accidents. If Li Xunhuan died, then everything would be over. It's no use for him to report it. And if Li Xunhuan continues to win, enters the top ten, and joins the Yellow Maple Valley, then he must not report it. If the other party succeeds in building the foundation by chance, he will become a big figure like the leader. What right does he have to butt in on a conversation like this? Even if Li Xunhuan did not succeed, he would still be able to enter the thirteenth level of Qi training, which makes him a super master in the Qi training stage. If you give him some money, he will make a fortune. In short, it is impossible to report it, and this secret can only be buried with him. Thinking of this, he glanced at the fat and thin monks beside him. It seems that these two brothers will have to suffer. There is an ancient cave somewhere, which contains top-grade magic tools and century-old elixirs, making it a perfect place for exploration. What, not going? Then give them a hand. Li Xunhuan was not aware of this. There were so many people attending the Ascension Conference that the pace was naturally fast. "Round 2, Li Xunhuan wins." "Round 3, Li Xunhuan wins." . . . "In the 9th match, Li Xunhuan wins." We won battle after battle, all easily. With his realm crushing and fighting skills exquisite, his reputation naturally spread. "This kid is so scary."
"Have you noticed that Li Xunhuan was holding a top-grade magical fan to fight the enemy from beginning to end?" "Can martial arts be used in this way? There is an increase in useless knowledge." As time passed, another characteristic of Li Xunhuan became famous. "So handsome." "He just opened his folding fan and his opponent fell down. Thai pants are hot" As we all know, handsome people will be envied. "What kind of hero is that if you suppress others with your realm?" "What's the point of using a folding fan? You might as well use an umbrella. How showy." I swear to kill you! Among the crowd of onlookers, there was an extremely ugly middle-aged monk who was talking in his heart with gritted teeth. I am not an ugly man, so I don’t understand the pain of an ugly man. Especially the extremely ugly ones. He was unfortunate since birth, and his parents thought he was a monster and abandoned him. When he was young, he wandered in the mountains and accidentally obtained the inheritance of an ancient cultivator. With the qualification of three spiritual roots, he entered the world of immortal cultivation, but greater pain was coming. Based on his facial features, others not only refused to be friends with him, but also suspected that he was a bad person. Even the monks who hated the evil of the devil couldn't help but want to slay the devil when they saw him. What's wrong with him? He just wants to be a decent person in the sun. Oh, vast sky, how unkind of you to me? Even though he has now reached the eleventh level of Qi training, he still cannot let it go. As a result, he is extremely sensitive about appearance. As handsome as Li Xunhuan is, he hates her as much. His hatred for the injustice of heaven was also directed at Li Xunhuan. The Ascension Conference continued, and as time went on, those who were just filling in the numbers or had average cultivation and combat power were eliminated or killed. Among the remaining independent cultivators, there is a gathering of heroes, each with his own methods. In this battle, Li Xunhuan encountered a tough opponent. (End of this chapter)